"Slatt Season 2" lyrics

[Beno:]
Kilo made this
Beep, woo

[Drego:]
I told the lil' bitch listen, don't ask questions why
When you come to me, you gotta testify
I heard you really with it, heard you wanna ride, yeah
I heard you with the shits, drive when I slide then
I told the lil' bitch listen, don't ask questions why
When you come to me, you gotta testify
I heard you really with it, heard you wanna ride, yeah
I heard you with the shits, drive when I slide then

[Beno:]
Hop out the S 550 then high five my slime
And when it come to me, bitch, you better lie
I gotta keep on goin', can't let 'em kill my pride, damn
Ridin' through the trenches, yeah, I supply it
Uh, ridin' with your bitch, yeah, she be drivin'

[Drego:]
Man, jack in the box, hop out, surprise, damn
She was an opp bitch, lil' ho a slime
She said the dick so good, it got her switchin' sides
I swear my aim so good, I'm tryna hit it now
I asked him is this shit good? I'm tryna spend it now
Run through the clips once and then spin around

[Beno:]
Got the city all on my back, it's time to buckle down
It's on the plane, on the bus, it's a turn around
If we have a problem, run up in your house
This lil' bitch a thottie, you ain't figure out
If you ain't up a hundred, boy, shut your mouth

[Drego:]
I got the oven three-fifty, I'm 'bout to bake him now
Yeah, Melvin, baby boy, it's 'bout the butter, huh
You still doing plain janes, you need to bust it down
It's gon' be a house of pain, bring Uncle Curtis out
That's that one big chop you ain't heard about
I know this lil' nigga better not run his mouth
Or I'ma pull up right there by his mama house
This the type of shit that bring the demon out me

[Beno:]
I caught her down Atlanta walkin' out of trolleys
She a freaky bitch, she suck the semen out me
I swear she got the perfect body
She got expensive taste, she wanna smoke Biscotti
Lil' bitch asked was I in Illuminati?
I prefer the steak or the calamari
And if you got a problem, throw that boy a party
I'll fuck up the party, boy, don't get me started

[Drego:]
Yeah, I'm in Magnolia like I'm Playboi Carti
Please don't get that playboy started, I'ma have my hitter archin'
Can you bend it over? Show you how to arch it
Man, I said, "Bitch, I ain't repeatin'," she said, "Beg your pardon?"
I told her, "Bitch, give me kisses 'cause I'm 'bout to part you"
I said, "Lil' baby, can we fuck? We ain't gotta argue"
She tote a lil' two-five like she Chandler Parsons
I told my dawg do the limit and we ain't gotta argue

I told the lil' bitch listen, don't ask questions why
When you come to me, you gotta testify
I heard you really with it, heard you wanna ride, yeah
I heard you with the shits, drive when I slide then
I told the lil' bitch listen, don't ask questions why
When you come to me, you gotta testify
I heard you really with it, heard you wanna ride, yeah
I heard you with the shits, drive when I slide then

[Beno:]
Let me hear it